29 December 2011

people.

i know i say this in april and june and october, but this very well might be my favorite time of year. the four biggers are home for a pair of low-key weeks, and we sport jammy pants and salt popcorn and fritter the hours away.

also, there's something to be said about my approval rating climbing 80% when our daytime kid-population jumps to five.

:)

i've been staying up late rereading my adoption-attachment books, which is good for me because even though most of the text doesn't apply to little m's experience, it still helps me frame our conflicts with compassion. like shannan sagely said over tb soft drinks, we're his people. in this world swimming with humanity, we're the ones. the ones who will root for him and pick him up and think he's the bees knees, tantruming or not.

and so today, again, i choose to be on his side. not because i'm selfless and patient like that, but because i am first loved with such hugeness it blows my heart over every time. and because God is crazy about little m, and i'm pretty much just passing the message along.

if you think of it, please pray for us. the struggle for peace bleeds all of us weak, and i can especially tell right now how it wears on our older four. pray that i will see them, that i will love them up and down and sideways.

23 comments:

right now i'm making a steaming cup of tension tamer tea with a giant scoop of honey, and i will pray, pray, pray. you aren't alone. He does love you. and the little guy. and me, too. so, so much. when we're broken and ugly and completely unlovable, He loves us. i will pray that you are wrapped tightly in that Truth today. what a beautiful story He is writing for you even today!

Sometimes, when things are less than optimus prime with my beloved, I force myself to remember how long and dark were the years of being unmarried, or married to the wrong someone, or separated, or divorced. I remember the hope in my heart's secret knowledge that the right man was out there, also the borderline despair in how to get from Point A to Point...Z? In my remembering, I'm able to tilt my head and see: even in my frustration, my beloved is HERE. I think back to your "waiting for M" posts and know that, even in your struggles, he's in your home, where he belongs. And that is so much. You know I am praying for all of you. Happy New Year, Nic.

yes!, "there's something to be said about my approval rating climbing..."=) and i LOVE "we're his people." those readings in search of understanding and compassion are good stuff...for all of us when we are experiencing/witnessing trouble and need a perspective that goes beyond the 2 foot radius from ourselves (can you tell i could use more compassion, understanding, godly perspective in my life!?=)). your photos melt my heart. beautiful!

oh nic. there is such beauty in your humility and such God in your eyes. praying that he would pour out of your eyes and wrap his arms tight around your family, around the four olders, around little m, around you and your husband, that you may know peace deep and true this new year. love you.

Just know you aren't alone in this Nic. There's hope and relief in knowing that others are hunkering down in their own houses pressing in love on the hearts of little ones who've never felt that before. We've had some different issues (we should email about that soon I think)...but it all boils down to the same thing. Choose love because love chose us. Praying for you as always friend!

One of the beautiful things about your blog, Nic, apart from the capture of beautiful photographs and words, is that in time, you can look back and see the incremental changes that happen over time. I am praying for you. I also have faith that this time next year you'll be looking back over these posts and see that things have gotten a whole lot better. xxx

oh my... the war for peace bleeds us quicker than most anything can i would say... i will pray. and pray again. my friend who adopted form uganda at 3 years old... said she had to go back to the beginning. he became her baby for a time. this big boy she cradled in her arms with a sippy cup of milk and did the bonding stare. she bathed him like a little one even though he should have been capable. it was a fast babyhood, and she had fought it for the first 6 months... but in the end she said it helped their hearts meet... in those quiet moments. prayers for you over and over. :)

Just talked of you today with another mom who knows a struggling adoptive family. I shared of your posts that allude to that struggle but ooooze love and grace. Praying your big picture will be felt in the small, tricky moments of each day. You amaze me... because you're "passing on the message".xo

Amen!!! Praying for you and your precious little ones. Our Father is Sufficient! He gives us everything we need to take the next step, and to do it in Joy. May your day be filled with Him, with His Joy!!! May He sustain and carry you, sweet one. :)